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The sunlight shone through the window and onto Chiang Kaiwen's soft hair, making her feel faint.

When Xiahou Zhe came back to his senses, he realized that he already agreed.

Xiahou Zhe smiled bitterly to himself. She was indeed pretty. Even though he knew she was a woman, he still couldn't help but be moved.

He could only tell himself that everyone loved beauty